Blood Lust, The Incarceration Of Kylie (Vampires)

'Not so special after all, look at her she can't even serve a punch, what is this, I thought you Murdock's where some fierce fighters, she most definitely is a poser, not like her mom, come on, let's go' one of the men said as he picked up his face cap, obviously the ring leader by his carriage. They walk off slowly fading into the warm cinnamon scented evening with a hint of garbage from garbage cans that had been falling during their gang beating on a seemingly helpless young tomboyish looking girl. Right there in the corner with her back to the wall she sat bruised and quiet hands covering her face as if to hide her shame. From a distance through her fingers in another dark corner of the street she saw him nod in acknowledgment, she slowly picked herself up and walked in his direction cleaning the blood off her lower lip. You see I told you, all you needed to do was zone out, you can control whatever you put your mind to, we should make our way back home, its almost time for lunch, plus you know how mother gets when we come back late. Kylie nodded in acknowledgement.

Over the dinner table a family of five sat to have their meal, the youngest Bob was a day shy of his ninety sixth birthday, Billy and Kylie where twins at one hundred and fifty six years. So how did your day go, your father told me you practised total self control today, quite an improvement from last time, yes? Well, mother I still had that urge to snap their bones like twigs but I guess I took a rain check this time, Kylie responded with a grin. My dear child the purpose of these exercise is to teach us to control our lust for carnage, we need to keep a low profile, honestly moving from city to city has its thrills but its sort of exhausting. Yes father Kylie responded. It's bed time my darlings, run up while I and your father clear the table. All together they stood and excused themselves climbing up the stairs in orderly fashion and going in different directions at the top.

Harry, thank you, Kylie can be a handful but you've straightened her out. Well I couldn't agree less dear, remember that time in 86 we had to wipe out a whole police station because she had a fight in school? I admit we've come along way from those days but I miss the trill sometimes, now we keep a low profile. Slaves to the digital age Harry, all it takes is one surveillance system getting our faces and we would get tracked down and shipped to area 57 for our vacation. They both laughed.

Kylie! Kylie! Get down here this minute, Harry stood furious at 9'o'clock angle to the 40 inch plasma hanging on the wall with it's remote in his hand. Kylie carefully came down the stairs hesitating for a second as she glanced at the news "four gruesomely mauled by bear to death" immediately she went face down and made it to the back of the sofa, really Kylie? You went back after them? Sit down.

Harry sat on the arm of the chair looking down at Kylie from a vantage position, with a warm fatherly voice he said, we've survived for 700 hundred years in the shadows, our kind run everything from the back ground, we have toppled governments, empires with a whisper, out lived monarchy after monarchy without leaving a scent, your actions over the past 60 years could bring that crashing down, the council called my attention even before it made the news and covered up your sloppy act. This has got to stop, extreme measures maybe employed if you walk down this path once again. Your mother and I have decided to put you to 50 years of sleep. No, dad! don't, I promise I'd be good, just give me one more chance I can control it. My dear child we love you but your lust for blood is uncontrollable whispered her mother who had made her way to Kylie's back with advanced stealth like movement. Sleep well my child. With a touch to Kylie's temple she put her to a coma like sleep, a gift she had amongst many.

Harry reached down sliding his hands underneath picking Kylie up, one hand behind her head and the other behind her knees, they headed to the basement, slowly making their way down the last flight of stairs, in his view appeared a metal box with Egyptian hieroglyphs labeled around it, on one corner was a symbol of a key with a loop, the key of life. Harry chanted some incantations and one by one the locks on the metal coffin unlocked, on the inside were more symbols used to restrain in the eventuality someone was able to break free of their sleep circle, it was a sort of prison created specially for supernatural beings by magic and special craftsmanship

Harry placed Kylie gently in her coffin while trying to maintain his composure, He whispered in her ear, 'sleep well my child' and stepped back as Kylie's mother said an incantation that sealed it. We are doing the right thing, She is not ready yet my love...The world is not ready Harry said as they made their way back upstairs and locked the door behind them.

The End.

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